Paroles et traduction Instrumenti - Straumes

Straumes

Zili atvari griež riņķos straumes
Tik senas patiesības man tās atnes
Viss neparasti, neparasti
Rādās bāls jūrai dibens
Un marīnzaļas vizmo zvaigznes
Un augstu augstumā mēs laimē slīkstam
Ko mums jānoslēpj un ko mēs drīkstam
Viss neparasti, neparasti
It kā no sirds, bet mazliet prasti
Es paceļos, redzu savu kasti
Un koku galotnēs, kad balsina griestus
Priedēs iemūrēs, stigas pārsaukto dziesmu
Koku galotnēs, kad balsina griestus
Priedēs iemūrēs, stigas pārsaukto dziesmu
Kad atpakaļ šķiet mūžīgs ceļš, nekuriet [?]
Ceļam pārkritis ēnas vēsums
Pie aukstuma sāk pierast mana pirts
Visu neparasti, neparasti
Apvij maigs un mājīgs caurvējš
Un zvaigznes acu priekšā debess dzēš
Un koku galotnēs, kad balsina griestus
Priedēs iemūrēs, stigas pārsaukto dziesmu
Koku galotnēs, kad balsina griestus
Priedēs iemūrēs, stigas pārsaukto dziesmu
Un koku galotnēs, kad balsina griestus
Priedēs iemūrēs, stigas pārsaukto dziesmu
Koku galotnēs, kad balsina griestus
Priedēs iemūrēs, stigas pārsaukto dziesmu
Kad atpakaļ šķiet mūžīgs ceļš, nekuriet [?]

Straumes

The buzzing spirals grind in the currents
Such ancient truths they bring to me
Everything is strange, so strange
The pale seabed appears
And marine-green stars twinkle
And high in the sky we drown in happiness
What must we hide and what can we dare
Everything is strange, so strange
As if from the heart, but a little ordinary
I rise, I see my coffin
And in the treetops, when the wind whitens the pines
In the pines they wall up, the string of a renamed song
In the treetops, when the wind whitens the pines
In the pines they wall up, the string of a renamed song
When back seems like an eternal path, do not fire [?]
The shade of coolness falls over the path
My bathhouse begins to get used to the cold
Everything is strange, so strange
A gentle and cozy breeze envelops
And the stars erase the sky before my eyes
And in the treetops, when the wind whitens the pines
In the pines they wall up, the string of a renamed song
In the treetops, when the wind whitens the pines
In the pines they wall up, the string of a renamed song
And in the treetops, when the wind whitens the pines
In the pines they wall up, the string of a renamed song
In the treetops, when the wind whitens the pines
In the pines they wall up, the string of a renamed song
When back seems like an eternal path, do not fire [?]